Bipolar lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye
I told her what’s cracking, It’s Cdot
Hope u coming with me when I leave
Money ain’t sh*t man I know a lil place we can go
Where it fall off the trees
I’m in love with designer
Bought dolce gabanna to go on each of yo feet

And I hope u can throw it back
I be enjoying that I’m finna put you to sleep
If it ain’t money let’s not talk about it
I usually be keeping it brief

Yo n*gga want smoke when we see him
I told my lil n*gga to aim at his teeth

And you can front all you want
I see I straight through that sh*t
Man I know where you week

She say she need her a fix
I Slip her this di*k she instantly week

You Tryna keep it low key, thats cool wit me
We ain’t gotta speak
And She say the kids sleep
Sound good to me, I know how to creep aye
I’m in that Fast Jeep
When It push start I woke up the street
And You better Fast think
Cause when I’m gone you missed your beat
[Female1]
n*gga You did not have to cut me off like that
You bogus as f*ck, I ain't do sh*t to you
You mad cause a maf*cka can't
Jump when you say jump? n*gga f*ck you

[Verse 2]
If Its f*ck me its f*ck you
I’ma clown but still f*cked you
And tell yo friend to shut up too
I would’ve been f*cked her if I wanted to
Now I think we good let’s Call a troose
I don’t know why we sitting In this car
We going no where like we on a boot
This sh*t started wit yo attitude
And yo point of views , Aye
Im tired of trying and being accused
I’m focused on revenue
I ain’t got Time to hear you wine
And switching yo moods
Talking about you really don’t read them
But out of your DM can pick from a thousand dudes
And if a new door open when one close
I’m in the crib with a thousand rooms
Aye
I’m grateful, Inhaling smoke wen I breathe
Really I ain’t have a thing
Stop You tryna make sh*t more than it be
Really We just were a Fling
I wonder, would you even pick me
If my diamonds wasn’t giving a bling
I’m guilty too I only picked you cause
Yo ass couldn’t fit in them jeans
I should’ve told ha I’m bipolar
I should’ve kept it a G
Cause after all the sh*t I told her
I want her on my wing
Im the king around this b*tch you know you can be the queen
Or better yet be my fiancée let’s pick out a ring
[Female 2]
I don’t know whats wrong with you
I don’t know what you going through
But you acting bogus as f*ck
And Like, I don’t know whats wrong with you

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